Tuesday, February 08, 2011
I'm ready for spring. I'm ready for my fifteen minutes of fame to be over. I'm ready to finish what I started. I'm ready to draw seven lines in the dirt. I'm ready to climb the red butte. I'm ready to remember that some things aren't for sale. I'm ready to die in a snowstorm, along the interstate, in the morning.
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I am ready for the next sun rise. I am ready to swim in the ocean. I am ready to help at great cost to myself. I am ready to put my hands in the warm afternoon dirt and pull out a bunch of full of weeds. I am ready to stand on my own. I am ready to see something beautiful in something ordinary. I am ready to watch something grow. I am ready to embrace an adventure. I am ready for a cup of tea and bed.
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